The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 248 The Death of Anshan

"If you don't see the Anshanshan sigh, you won't go anywhere. This is also the maiden's original dust." The dust is not humble.

"You can rest assured that the person who wants to die in Anshanshan will stop you alone. In the evening, the palace will arrange for you to go to see Anshan. But before that, I hope that you can find a way to safely send the palace ladies in the alchemy room out of the palace. You should know, if there is a ### leave, the palace party in the alchemy room is how to end." Yao Mozhen looked at the dust, waiting for his reply.

"The niece is assured, this is handed over to the dust."

Waiting for the dust to leave, Yao Mo smiled and walked to the front of the night.

"Wang Ye’s confession was taken orally?” Seeing Yao Mo’s wretched smile, the night Jun Qing got angry and got up.

“How much?” The night is beautiful and the water is shining.

"One million two gold!" Yao Mo's smile, the more brilliant.

"How much!" Night Jun Qing eyes wide open to look at Yao Mozhen, exaggerated expression to an unprecedented degree.

"One million two gold." Yao Moyun said lightly and lightly.

"If the Queen Empress can find the one who is willing to spend one million two gold to buy the flame soul sword, please also ask the goddess to let the king look at it. This king has never seen a real idiot look like this in his life!" The curse of the yin, immediately bypassing Yao Mozhen, striding out of Guanyin Palace. One million two, she won't grab it!

It was only the night Junqing did not expect that, only after a night of hard work, he saw the legendary idiot.

After breakfast on the next day, the night Junqing had not entered the door, and he heard the voice of Yan Nanxuan.

"How are you here?" Night Jun Qinghu suspected to look to Yannan, slowly stepping into the main hall of Guanyin Palace.

"If it wasn't for you, how could I be here! Flame Soul Sword! How did you lose to her?" When Yan Nanzhen was even pitted, he still felt that Yao Mo was beautiful, but at this moment, Looking at Yao Mozhen's look at the silver ticket, Yan Nanxuan only thinks this woman is awkward!

"You shouldn't really spend one million two gold to buy the flame soul sword?" The night Jun Qing looked stunned to Yan Nanxuan, the original idiot would be like this!

"Otherwise, what should I do? She wants to take the sword and melt it! It’s really yin, Yao Mozhen!" Yan Nanzheng was sad and angry.

"True poisonous, Yao Mozhen!" Night Junqing grief added.

"Do you like this kind of thing, what? I don't want it? Then you take the silver ticket back. Mo Zhen doesn't like to force it." Yao Mo sat in a chair and handed the silver ticket to Yannan. .

Looking at the silver ticket in front of him, Yan Nanzhen suddenly heard the heartbreaking voice. In his last life, he killed Yao Mozhen’s family! Is it? Is it!

"You take the silver ticket, sword, take it!" Night Jun Qing took a deep breath and glared at Yao Mozhen.

"Ting Yue, send the sword to the prince." Yao Mozhen recovered the silver ticket, and the corner of his lips evoked a beautiful arc.

Just when the night Jun Qing wants to reach for the sword, Yan Nanxun almost moved to the front of Tingyue, and the sword was picked up and hung in his waist.

"That is the sword of the king!" The night Junqing turned to look at Yannan, and spoke openly.

"But that is the silver of the deity! One million two gold! How many flames can be cast!" Yan Nan's hand holding the flame soul sword is a little tighter, showing the color of grief and indignation.

"I want to open some, after all, your master has personally cast this one." Yao Mo is pretending to comfort himself.

"Otherwise, you are a fool with the deity! Little brother, this sword brother will help you keep it, if it is placed in your hands. Brother is really not much silver, please hold your heart for a long time! Hey!" Sorrow shook his head, then turned and left.

"What does he mean by this? What is the king's willingness to do!" Seeing Yan Nan's disappointing departure, the night Jun was angry and angrily.

"Yin Xue, send the silver ticket out." Yao Mozhen ignored the night Junqing, whispered Yin Xue, and handed the silver ticket to Yin Xue. Yin Xue was the leader. After receiving the silver ticket, she turned and disappeared in the Guanyin Palace.

"In fact, what do you want to do with so much money?" Seeing Yao Mozhen seems to be relieved to get up, and the night Jun Qinghu questioned.

"How much?" Yao Mozhen asked, and the night was absolutely gone.

At night, when Yin Xue brought the dust into the dark room, he saw a woman standing straight in front of the Anshan.

"You'd better be faster, don't let the people outside meet for a long time, and the next branch." Yin Xueyu, turned and left. The dust is also unambiguous. When I walked over, I realized that the woman in front of me was the bright jade in the alchemy room.

"Ming Yu! You are eating this outside! Why do you lie? Why do you want to sell miscellaneous?" On the scaffolding, Anshanshan was red-eyed and shouted loudly, and the chain on the shelf was screamed by him.

"For the red plum." Ming Yu looks cold, dark eyes like the most embarrassing devil in hell.

"Red plum?" Anshanshan frowned, and the fox was suspicious.

"How did Mingyu forget, how can a big man like An Gonggong remember Hongmei! But Mingyu can't forget, can't forget how the father-in-law bullied him on Hongmei, how to use a knife to scrape the flesh of her body. How to throw the dying red plum to the **** monks, let them arbitrarily insult!" Tears, rolling, the sound of Mingyu choked with the screaming of Anshanshan suddenly sounded, so that the dust behind him was stunned.

"Ah - stop! You are going to stop! Red plum is dead in your hands! You should kill yourself if you want to avenge her!" Anshanshan mourned, and the pain in his legs trembled.

"Yes! Red plum is dead in the hands of Mingyu! But without you, how can Mingyu kill his best sister! You **** it!" Ming Yu took the dagger inserted in the foot of Anshan, fierce A turn, Anshanshan called louder and louder, like a pig.

"Stop! Killing the miscellaneous family! Ah--" Anshanshan forehead oozing cold sweat, and the hands locked by chains are struggling.

"Just a knife, the father can't help it? If Mingyu remembers it wrong, Hongmei can completely smash the father's fifty knives! Fifty knives! What kind of pain is that! So how is a knife!" Ming Yu said In the words, the dagger was pulled out fiercely, and then the other leg of the Anshanshan was inserted.

"Help. Help!" The sorrow of the hysteria of Anshanshan, the flesh of the painful face followed.

"Help! Every palace lady in this palace can't wait to eat meat and skin! Who will come to save you! Anshanshan! You are evil, and there are countless palace ladies who are ruined by you in the palace! Now Mingyu will get back for them!" Waiting for you to go to **** will not be lonely, they will be waiting for you!" Ming Yu struggled roaring, the dagger in his hand seemed to rain on the body of Anshan, but each knife is not fatal.

Until the Mingyu inserted tired, only to stop.

"Help." At this moment, the body of Anshanshan has become a sieve, blood turbulence, dying.

"Red plum! You saw it! Mingyu revenge for you! Revenge! Red plum. Sorry. Let you be alone for so long, I will come over to accompany you." Ming Yu tears like rain, hanged hands Slowly rise.

Just as Ming Yu wanted to be self-defeating, the dust suddenly came forward to take the dagger.

"If I am a red plum, I certainly don't want you to sacrifice in vain. If you are so dead, or die in front of Anshan, even if you meet Hongmei, she will definitely swear you! It is alive, this is Hongmei. Looking forward to it!" The dusty words were spoken, and the sly hand broke the left arm of Anshan.